Post for @wynterssolitude
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[They went on like that for a day or so - where they lost energy and fell asleep (or as close as elves got to sleep), wrapped in the arms of one another, would burst into more rounds not long after. It distantly reminded Friend of being young again, during those stretches of time where all she did was chase pleasure, too heartbroken by her life to care for anything else.
Friend awoke some time around noon - the windows were a bright glow, but the sun did not stream in from any of the three. She was curled with Decembra, their limbs entwined. As she looked across at the woman, a woolen sensation began to numb her fingers and toes.
What had she done? What had they done? All she had wanted was a place to wait out the rain, maybe somewhere to weather the heat, and...she'd taken advantage of Decembra at her most vulnerable. Wars had been started over this kind of thing, over a family's inability to protect a child from the advances of those like Friend.
It would continue, too. The need had finally reduced enough for sense to reassert itself, but it would resurface and Friend did not want to run away and lose Decembra. Gods, these instincts, these cruel instincts. No wonder her parents were not able to leave each other...
Decembra was almost sure to be carrying her child. Something Friend swore she would never do, terrified of putting any child through her upbringing. She stared at Decembra's sleeping face, mortified, guilty and fearing rejection from Decembra.]
[They went on like that for a day or so - where they lost energy and fell asleep (or as close as elves got to sleep), wrapped in the arms of one another, would burst into more rounds not long after. It distantly reminded Friend of being young again, during those stretches of time where all she did was chase pleasure, too heartbroken by her life to care for anything else.
Friend awoke some time around noon - the windows were a bright glow, but the sun did not stream in from any of the three. She was curled with Decembra, their limbs entwined. As she looked across at the woman, a woolen sensation began to numb her fingers and toes.
What had she done? What had they done? All she had wanted was a place to wait out the rain, maybe somewhere to weather the heat, and...she'd taken advantage of Decembra at her most vulnerable. Wars had been started over this kind of thing, over a family's inability to protect a child from the advances of those like Friend.
It would continue, too. The need had finally reduced enough for sense to reassert itself, but it would resurface and Friend did not want to run away and lose Decembra. Gods, these instincts, these cruel instincts. No wonder her parents were not able to leave each other...
Decembra was almost sure to be carrying her child. Something Friend swore she would never do, terrified of putting any child through her upbringing. She stared at Decembra's sleeping face, mortified, guilty and fearing rejection from Decembra.]
